Poem September 7, 1957 Issue

INDIVIDUALITY

Mary Lucretia Barker Franklin

The snowflakes with their intricate designs
In splendor fall upon my lifted cheek,
And, contemplating varied crystal lines,
I marvel that each flake is still unique.
But all together, what a white array
Of might they represent to bring the earth
Fresh moisture for its roots, until the day
When trees and plants will greet the springtime's birth!
So each expression of reality,
Each child of God, the always gracious Mind,
Possesses individuality,
Reflecting all His attributes combined.
Ideas of beauty, clear as snow-lit hour,
Reveal in glory Love's immortal power.

Mary Lucretia Barker Franklin

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